In a daze, Yan Yihan only felt that there were many people dangling in front of him, and he could vaguely hear someone talking, the voice was very familiar, domineering, cold, and with a sense of oppression that looked at everything.

With all his strength, Yan Yihan slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and the first thing that caught his eye was a man in a white coat, Yan Yihan was stunned for more than ten seconds before he reacted, it turned out that this person was An Mubing's family doctor, and this room was no longer the guest room she lived in, it was in An Mubing's master bedroom.

The doctor was sitting on the edge of the bed, bandaging his unconscious left wrist, when a familiar male voice came from his ear, and he said word by word, "Get out of here, if she has a little thing, none of you can escape!"

Yan Yihan frowned slightly, this was An Mubing's voice.

Trying to open her mouth, she said in a hoarse voice, "Ann ......"

The doctor sitting on the edge of the bed had been focusing on bandaging her, and when he heard her voice, he raised his eyes to look at her and said with a smile, "Miss Yan, are you awake?"

Yan Yihan struggled to sit up, but she was weak, and the doctor saw this and made a gesture to reach out to help her.

"Don't touch her!"

A cold and angry voice came from behind the two of them, the doctor was excited, the outstretched hand could stop in mid-air, Yan Yihan looked back with a pale face, it turned out to be An Mubing, he was shrouded in the momentum of not entering the living, and he was looking at her.

An Mubing walked to the side of the big bed, and the doctor stood up in fear and stood respectfully to the side.

Yan Yihan stared at his angry face without blinking, swallowed her saliva slightly, she frowned in pain, and her throat was hot and painful.

An Mubing sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to help her sit up, picked up the water on the table and put it to her mouth, he didn't say anything, but his actions already said everything.

Yan Yihan could feel the temperature of the arm he was holding on his back, his chapped lips sipping the water in the cup, and somehow, her tears fell, along her crystal clear skin, and kept flowing at the corners of her lips.

An Mubing looked at her without blinking, and suddenly he reached out and took her into his arms, while Yan Yihan lay on his chest and whimpered in a low voice.

An Mubing's body was a little stiff, and he stretched out his big hand to cover the top of her head, and patted it gently.

The doctor stood aside, only feeling that neither advance nor retreat, the whole person was embarrassed to death, after thinking twice, he still decided to go out, lowered his head, and whispered, "Young master, Miss Yan's wound is dressed, if it's okay, I'll go out first!"

An Mubing didn't speak, in fact, he didn't even look at him, the doctor walked out with interest, but when he arrived at the door immediately, he heard An Mubing's voice without any emotion, "Stop!"

The doctor's heart shook, and he stood in place for a moment.

Turning around slowly, he lowered his head and asked respectfully, "What else does the young master command?"

An Mubing still maintained the movements just now, his tall body almost covered Yan Yihan, and from the doctor's point of view, he could only see the corners of her clothes.

An Mubing's thin lips opened slightly, and she opened her mouth to ask, "You said that her wounds have never reunited, what's going on?!"

His voice was not loud, but it was unprovoked.

The doctor lowered his head, he didn't dare to be full, and said bluntly, "People with knife wounds on their bodies can't eat fish, so the wounds will not regenerate, I asked the maids, and they said that Miss Yan has been eating fish recently!"

An Mubing was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "I don't care what method you use, in short, I want to make her better!"

The doctor was so anxious that the cold sweat on his forehead came down, but he didn't dare to lie to An Mubing, so he could only reply in a low voice, "Miss Yan's injury is on the wrist with sensitive skin, although the wound is not deep, but it has shed a lot of blood, if you take care of it for the first time, it may only leave a faint scar, but now it ......."

The doctor hesitated and didn't know what to say.

Sure enough, An Mubing's unhappy voice came, and he said with a cold face, "What about now?!"

The doctor took a deep breath and replied worriedly, "Now the wound is a little infected, we can only take conservative treatment, if it is well maintained, recovery is not a problem, but the scar will definitely remain!"

Yan Yihan could feel the muscles on An Mubing's body tense up instantly, she instinctively reached out to hold his hand, An Mubing's breathing was a little heavy, he held back his anger, looked down at Yan Yihan curled up in his arms, and then said coldly, "I didn't come to you for rice, if she has a scar, you can clean up my things and get out!"

The doctor's whole face was full of embarrassment, but he didn't dare to refute it, if he angered An Mubing, it was estimated that he would not even have a chance to leave.

Yan Yihan raised her head and looked at An Mubing, she said in a hoarse voice, "Forget it, don't embarrass the doctor!"

An Mubing didn't speak, Yan Yihan raised his eyes to look at the doctor, he stood at the door, the whole person was a little trembling, and he felt uncomfortable, Yan Yihan said in a low voice, "Doctor, you go out first, thank you for bandaging me!"

The doctor looked at Yan Yihan when he heard the voice, his eyes were full of gratitude, but he looked at An Mubing again, he didn't speak, where did the doctor dare to move.

Yan Yihan understood what the doctor meant, she gently pulled the corner of An Mubing's clothes, and looked at him with big eyes without blinking.

An Mubing looked at Yan Yihan, who was pale and red-eyed, and sighed faintly, he finally said, "Get out!"

The doctor was amnesty, and hurriedly said, "Yes, thank you, young master, thank you Miss Yan!"

Yan Yihan's eyes kept watching the doctor leave, slowly lowered her head, her voice was small and hoarse, and said, "Don't blame those servants and doctors, it's me who is not ......."

An Mubing couldn't hear the angry voice coming, "It's really you who are not good!"

Yan Yihan's whole body stiffened, and she raised her big deer-like eyes to look at him, as if she didn't know what he was talking about.

An Mubing looked at the woman who hadn't seen her for two days in front of her, and the whole person had lost a lot of weight, he narrowed his slender eyes slightly, and said word by word, "Yan Yihan, what do you want?"

Yan Yihan looked at him without blinking, her hands hanging by her side unconsciously grasped the sheets, her throat moved several times, and finally she said slowly, "I'm afraid ......"

An Mubing's brows furrowed even tighter, and he asked, "What are you afraid of?"

The tears in Yan Yihan's eyes gathered more and more, and when he sucked his nose, a large tear fell directly, dripping on the white sheets, forming a round trace.

"I'm afraid you'll ignore me......"

Yan Yihan slowly lowered her head, she forced herself to hold back her tears, but her trembling body betrayed her mood at the moment.

(Comrades, it's too late, Sorry~~)